Today we both had shampoos and cuts. He informed me as we were leaving the house that he won’t need to go again before Christmas. Normally mellow, there was a sternness to his proclamation. Well, Hon, you will have 1 1/2 inch curls and that’s Ok with me but I’ll be sure to tell everyone that I offered:)
All went well and he came home, crawled into bed – jeans and all – and fell fast asleep. I woke him at 2:30pm and he said he wanted to sleep.
I think the process is too much for him now. We go to the same lady who has done our hair for 10 years & she’s wonderful with him.
What bothers me is, “What’s bothering him?” Wish I were an expert and knew. He had a bowl of Raisin Bran at 10 am – only food since dinner at 7pm last night.
The one blessing of upsets with Alzheimer’s, when I wake him he will have forgotten why he was upset.
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We never know what seemingly simple things are really very complicated. Hope you can still get your hair cut when you want!
Getting his haircut wore him out! Poor thing… And you are always surprised. That’s difficult, especially when the surprises keep on coming!
I think what happened is he is failing slowly – when we got to her place, he had no clue where to go – another first. Maybe there’s more slide going on than I know til an incident shows it. After his haircut, he sat and slept – he has never napped in public in the 45 yrs I’ve known him. Worn out, I guess.